Dirty Duty || TAEJIN ☑️

Prisoner

Seokjin

I woke up feeling well today. I looked at the little window, the sun is already out. The clock said 7 am.

I touched my neck, I still have a fever but not as high as last night. The pain on my back subsided a little. Yes, I remember, a doctor came last night to check on me.

The door opened. I covered my face with a blanket. "Just leave the food there Jimin."

"You need to eat so you can take your medicines." It's not Jimin.

I removed the blanket on my face, Jimin was there but with his crazy boss.

"You eat first Jin. I will help you take a bath after." Jimin said placing the tray on a chair and pulled it to the bedside.

"I can bathe myself Jimin." I think I blushed as I remember him and the doctor bathed me last night.

"You still have a fever. Your wounds on your back need to be cleaned properly. And you can't do that on your own." Jimin said as he helped me sat down on my bed.

Sitting down on my bed is a struggle. Just yesterday, it's Hoseok who's helping me sat down on my bed. My king-size bed. My white blanket. My pink fluffy pillows. I missed them. My best friend Hoseok. I missed him.

Now I'm confined in this tiny room. Like a prisoner.

"Who did that to you?"

I looked at Taehyung. I can't believe he will talk to me as if nothing happened last night. "Did what?" I asked.

"You have lashes on your back. Who gave you that?"

I turned my gaze away and started eating my food. Jimin looked uncomfortable beside me. He nudged my arm. I did not look, I know he wanted me to answer his boss.

I almost choked when Taehyung pulled me by the arm forcing me to stand up, the food on my lap spilled on the floor. The skin on my back felt like it's going to tear. I thought my joints just got dislocated. "Ouch awwww! What's your problem?!"

He gripped on my neck, "You answer me when I'm talking to you kitten!"

I smirked slowly turning into a laugh. I may look crazy but I needed to pretend that I'm not scared of him. "Why? Are you going to choke me to death? Then choke me now." Shit! Why did I say that?

His grip tightened. I coughed. I gagged. I tried to smile but the truth, I'm terrified. I can feel my eyes ready to pop out from its socket as my tears fell from my cheeks. I'm now on the tips of my toes.

"Boss no. Please." Jimin said, wiggling Taehyung's arm. "Boss?"

I did not break eye contact with him. I saw him clenched his jaw. Then he removed his grip. I coughed. Hard.

I stared at him and without any notice, I swung my arm and punched him to his mouth. Then kicked him on his groin. He bent over holding on to his balls. "Fuck!" I heard him muttered.

Jimin panicked. He didn't know what to do and who to go to. But of course, he chose his boss. "Boss are you okay?"

Taehyung shoved Jimin's arm.

"I'm not useless you mother fucker!" I yelled at him. "And stop calling me kitten!"

After a while, maybe the pain on his balls subsided, he wiped the blood on his lips with the back of his hand. He glared at me. I saw him clenched his fist. Oh no! He will punch me.

"I'm not a weakling Taehyung!" I said, trying to hide my terror.

"Indeed... kitten." He smirked as he walks out of my room.

Jimin's eyes widened as he catches me. I almost fell on the floor. I felt dizzy right away. He helped me to sit down on my bed.

"Come on Jin, drink this first. You need this." Jimin gave me my medicines. "Why did you do that? The big boss doesn't like being ignored."

"He's not my boss," I whispered.

Jimin sighed. "You need to abide by his rules here. His words are orders. You need to follow him."

"I said, he's not my boss. I'm just a prisoner here."

"But you're in his mansion."

"I did not tell him to bring me to his mansion. I don't like being here in the first place. Why don't you just tell me how to escape from here?"

Jimin shook his head. "What are you saying? That's impossible. You cannot escape from here. That's suicide!"

"Really? Then I'll commit suicide."

"You're still lucky that he did not punch you or worst he did not blow your head off."

What if he gets a gun then shoot me? The thought scares me right away.

I swallowed. "I'm not scared! I wish he just shoots me so this will be all over."

"You're so hard-headed Jin." Jimin sighed.

"I know. My brother told me." I said.

That's what my brother Jungkook told me. I wonder, how is he now? Is he planning to save me? I hope he won't. I know how dangerous is Taehyung. I hope Jungkook will not do crazy things for me.

"I heard he's the primary target of the boss," Jimin said while cleaning the food that spilled on the floor.

"Do you have any idea why?" I asked. I'm curious. "I know he intercepted my father's shipments a few days ago. We lost a lot of money because of that. Does it mean that he's not yet contented and he still wants me and my brother? Why? Does he need more money? My father is working hard for us. Why can't Taehyung do the same?"

I saw Jimin's expression changed. I can see that he doesn't want to share the reasons. Well, of course, I'm Taehyung's prisoner. Jimin's loyalty is with Taehyung.

"You don't know your father well. right, Jin?" Jimin's voice turned downhearted.

I cannot answer that. My father and I are not close to each other. His favorite is my brother. It's been that way since I'm a kid. It worsened when my mother died.

"Why? Did you know my father well Jimin? More than his own sons?" I asked but not hoping for an answer.

"I guess it's for you to find out Jin," Jimin answered.